Trigger the Madness - The Orchard Lyrics

Who'd discard their orchard
For a single molded fruit?
And who would not replant his trees
When they no longer bloom?
Who would watch when they dry out
From a safe and distant view?
And who would have their fields lay bare
If they can be renewed?

And what a man would stand their idle
With a nation left in scars?
And how broken are the people
That put that man in charge?
For if a man discards his orchard
For a single molded fruit
Than the one thing truly rotten
Is the verdict that he spews

Tell me where's the tolerance
Where are your open arms?
I know they're left in song and dance
And boxed away in arts.
Where's the love in poetry
And the works that we design
I'm faced with my hypocrisy
Buried deep in every line

It's not a matter of beliefs
And I don't care for wrong and right
It's a matter at the the ocean's bed
That's spread with human lives
I won't let them sink
I won't let them drown
I'll stand against this nation
That will not hold their vow

Let them in
Set them free
Give them a place to lay their heads
Let them in
Set them free
Provide them with a home

What is left of decency
And what is left of pride?
If we can't help the ones in need
With the means there to provide
We can give them shelter
And we can build their homes
Yet we're so full of fear and hate
That we leave them out to roam